Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1931 - 1492: The True Body! Ange’s True Body!

If Ange delayed for even a few more minutes, the layers of stacking ti might result in years before he could erge.

Negris hurriedly asked, "What should we do? I’ll go and call him."

"How will you call him? The Lord only projected his thoughts downward, not his physical body. Are you going to project onto him?" Anthony asked.

"I will share his vision," said Negris.

"Try it?" Anthony suggested, feeling a surge of inspiration.

Negris imdiately shared Ange’s vision, and Anthony quickly followed. However, once they shared the vision, they discovered that Ange’s vision was a chaotic ss, with countless images rapidly switching, like watching an opera sped up ten thousand tis.

"Ange? Ange? Can you hear , Ange? Co back quickly," Negris shouted forcefully within his soul.

Anthony said, "It’s no use. The Lord’s soul and body are both in place. He can hear what you’re saying, but it’s uncertain when he can respond."

Having left Ange’s vision, Negris described to everyone what he saw in the vision. Leonel imdiately noticed sothing amiss: "The Lord’s vision is accelerating? That’s not right. If ti were stacking, the Lord’s vision should slow down, just like Your Majesty. More than two hours pass outside, but he feels only like ten minutes have passed."

Ange’s vision should have slowed, not accelerated. As everyone was puzzled, Ange’s body began to move.

"Ange? Wonderful, you weren’t trapped in the collapsed ti," Negris said with relief. "Did you hear calling you just now?"

Ange shook his head, "How long has it been?"

"How long? It’s been over two hours since you began probing with your thoughts," Negris replied.

Ange nodded and then said, "Below, it’s been eighteen years."

"What? Eighteen years? You were down there for eighteen years?" Negris exclaid in shock.

Leonel clapped his hands, "I understand now. No wonder you saw accelerated images, Lord Nage. It’s because the Lord accelerated ti to catch up with the collapsed ti?"

Ange nodded. The Monarch fell into the collapsed ti, but he didn’t. As soon as he entered the collapse’s range, he imdiately sensed it, accelerated ti, and caught up with the collapse. While the Monarch idled for those two hours, Ange had already accelerated ti to over a decade.

Negris imdiately asked in confusion, "You stayed down there for over a decade, what did you do?"

The Monarch was trapped in ti collapse for two hours, but Ange wasn’t trapped and even accelerated ti. Why stay down there for over a decade?

Ange reached out, and sothing was drawn to his hand, appearing there in an instant.

It was a tiny devouring abyss, no larger than a finger. As soon as it appeared in Ange’s palm, the space around his hand seed to move in slow motion, slowly collapsing, then the dark boundary expanded outward, enveloping Ange’s hand.

"I extracted the core," Ange said.

Others didn’t understand what that ant, but Abyssal Big Mouth imdiately did, spurting a breath out in shock, "Puh... the core of the Abyss core? You extracted the Primordial Abyss?"

Ange tilted his head, "Primordial Abyss?"

Abyssal Big Mouth explained, "Any Abyss core has a central point, which is where the power of devour is most densely concentrated. Oh, this Abyss core was so large, it also stacked ti—this most potent point is the Primordial Abyss."

Having said this, Abyssal Big Mouth questioned in confusion, "But without heavy pressure, once you extracted it, all that stacked ti and space should have been instantly released, it’s impossible to remain intact."

"I sealed it," Ange said.

Ange’s straightforward statent left others without a reaction, but Abyssal Big Mouth took a deep breath in shock. The core of the Abyss Core, which contained an unknown amount of stacked ti and space’s power of devour, was actually sealed by Ange?

Others didn’t understand the difficulty, but Abyssal Big Mouth did. This was akin to halting an elental detonation with bare hands!

Negris didn’t grasp the difficulty but was intrigued by its utility, "What use does the Primordial Abyss have?"

Ange remained silent, rely gripping the Primordial Abyss in a virtual grasp and pulling forcefully toward himself.

The Primordial Abyss did not move, nor did Ange’s body—only an enormous ball of light’s projection pulled from Ange’s direction onto the Primordial Abyss. In an instant, the pitch-black Abyss was enveloped by an even larger light ball’s projection.

Negris shuddered, exclaiming in disbelief, "The main body! Your main body?! You brought it over?"

Ange shook his head, relaxed his grip, and the enormous light ball vanished.

"I don’t know what it can do," Ange said in bewildernt.

Ange had actually dragged the main body’s projection over using the Primordial Abyss, yet upon doing so, didn’t know its purpose.

However, with the main body’s projection descending, Ange could still feel imnse power projecting from the main body to him.

Thinking it over, Ange once more virtually grasped, pulling out the main body’s projection, then firmly clenched the Primordial Abyss.

Initially, Ange’s hand was virtually gripping the Primordial Abyss. The Primordial Abyss devoured light, forming a waterlon-sized dark area. Then, a person-high light ball’s projection enveloped it, sharply contrasting black and white. But with Ange’s grasp, all the Abyss, lights, and shadows, shrank into Ange’s palm.

Then Ange punched the ground fiercely.

Boom! A huge sound reverberated; the ground centered around Ange’s fist caved into a pit eight ters in diater and one ter deep.

Even the Monarch couldn’t help but be astonished, flas flickering in his eye sockets.

This was the core of an Abyss—the ground composed of material compressed millions of tis by imnse gravity. If taken out of the gravitational environnt, all this material would be released, its volu expanding instantly to God Star’s size.

This highly compressed, incomparably solid material was now punched into a pit by Ange? This destructive force, even the Star Skeleton couldn’t withstand it, right?

Ange tried another punch, mastering this way of exerting force, then spoke to Abyssal Big Mouth, "You, go down."

"Oh." Abyssal Big Mouth imdiately obeyed Ange’s command, drilling into the core beneath its feet.

It didn’t know how to avoid the ti collapse, but with Ange giving such specific orders, it trusted Ange and sank down.

Ange and the others only sent their thoughts down, but Abyssal Big Mouth descended with the entire proto-form of the Abyss. Soon it reached the ti collapse’s range.

The next mont, a Libra Holy Fra appeared behind it. Abyssal Big Mouth felt everything before him speed up, but in just that instant, everything returned to normal.

Realizing that Ange was protecting it, Abyssal Big Mouth hastened its descent, feeling lighter the deeper it went. The abnormal sensation was particularly unusual.

Unclear how long had passed, a finger-sized hole appeared suddenly before Abyssal Big Mouth, who was thrilled, imdiately compressing all of itself into that hole.

Could this be the Primordial Abyss core that the Lord cut and sealed?

Heavens, with this hole, the infinitely stacked power of devour halted abruptly. As long as it didn’t leave here, it could gradually take over the Abyss Core without fearing being crushed by the power of devour; this finger-sized hole was a life-saving safety zone.